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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ˢᵘʳᵛⁱᵛᵉ
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ᵗʳⁱᵍᵍᵉʳ ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵘⁱᶜⁱᵈᵉ
OTHER people had been living there, all their stuff still scattered everywhere in the shop they opened up. Thomas decided to split up, to collect any supplies they could use. A lot of them started to grab clothes to layer on themselves, probably feeling how cold it was just like Belle did.
A coat was folded up on one of the beds on the floor, a dark green one that was soft to run her fingers on. She didn't have choices to be picky so she threw it on hoping it wasn't to small.
It wasn't, in fact it was a little to big. Belle rolled up the sleeves to her elbows, making sure they weren't over her bandages. She couldn't move her wrists with the jacket wrapped around them as well. Teresa had walked past her and behind some curtains, looking through the stuff that was left back there.
Belle hadn't spoken a word to Teresa since they got her from the medical room. She didn't know her but she felt comforted by the fact that she wasn't the only girl.
"Hey uhhh...girl?" Belle turned around and saw one of the boys sitting down next to the blond, he was pointing to a backpack by her feet. She quickly got the hint and tossed it over to him. As he caught it his eyes flickered down to her arms, nodding towards them as he spoke up. "Must've gotten into quite the fight."
Belle looked down at her right arm, her face dropping before she shrugged her shoulders. "Something like that."
"Don't talk much do ya?" He started stuff clothes and a couple water bottles into his backpack, not looking at her while he talked. "That's alright, I'm Frypan."
"Frypan?" The boy stopped and glanced over at her, shaking his head as a small smirk spread across his face. The blond next to him let out a laugh before getting smacked on the back of his head by his friend. Frypan glared at him, scarying Belle for a second. She thought she said something wrong before his glare dropped and he started laughing too. Belle shifted her stace, standing there obviously uncomfortable, it didn't take long for the boys to notice.
